Hearing Lin Zhen's words, Ye Tiancheng curled his lip disdainfully: "It sounds nice, telling us to save ourselves, but aren't you afraid of dying too? You just want to make more money, hypocrite!"
Lin Zhen turned to Ye Tiancheng: "You seem to have a problem with me?"
"What if I have a problem? I just can't stand your hypocritical face!"
"In that case, let's not work together anymore. Let's go our own ways."
"Fine! That's what you, Lin Zhen, said. Anyway, with Old Zhao and Old Gao leaving, our operations are now individual. I want to go with the captain, so you do what you want." Ye Tiancheng was very confident. As long as Zhao Liang and Gao Yan were not around, Shi Lei would definitely side with him, not believing that Lin Zhen, a mere Level Eight Fighter, would dare to act alone.
Shi Lei did not say anything else. In his heart, he still leaned toward supporting Ye Tiancheng. Although Lin Zhen seemed to have more potential, he made Shi Lei feel threatened.
